You and i have the same illness
After all this is what drift us
I asked you for a chewing gum
we were walking to Starbucks
I get an iced coffee to shrug my hunger
But the sensation of ice on coffee
Is to shrug my craving for your love
This cold iced plastic band
Is exactly how it felt
When i held your hand
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Introverts Perspective
PoetryA brief view of what the introverted are going through. #1 IN POEM 12/12/18 #1 IN FREEVERSE 28/12/18 #1 IN POEMBOOK 29/12/18 #18 IN POETRY 01/03/19 #2 IN POETRY 06/01/20 #1 IN PER...
